梨花香,掠过喧嚣,轻巧地跃入书香弥漫的校园,却被隐隐传来的严肃的声音惊得四处逃窜。我攥紧手中的试卷,迈着沉重的步子从办公室中走出来,老师恨铁不成钢的话语犹在耳边。明明是阳光和煦的天气,我却感受不到一丝暖意,仿佛坠入了寒冷的冰窖中,思维仿佛被冻结,停滞在那浓稠阴冷的黑暗里。从未想过我会落得如此境地,甚至离请家长只有一步之遥。可仔细回想,似乎也不是没有任何征兆的——前几次考试,那鲜红刺目的分数似乎预示了些什么。 Pear flowers, passing the hustle and bustle, leaping gently into the scholarly campus, but was faintly heard the solemn sound around escape. I hold my papers in my hand, walked out of the office with heavy steps, and the words of the teacher who hated the iron did not remain in my ears. Obviously the sunny weather, I feel no trace of warmth, as if falling into a cold ice cellar, thinking seems to be frozen, stagnant in that thick dark gloomy. I never thought I would be in such a situation, or even step away from asking parents. It can be recalled that it seems that there is no sign without any - previous exams, burberry pas cher, that fresh red stingy points seems to indicate something.